(dub) 1 : We Can't Make Any Friends May 2026

The big clouds looked at him and shuddered. “Oh dear, no,” they huffed. “You’re far too bright. You’ll ruin our aesthetic for the landscape painters below. We can’t be friends.”

Dub felt very lonely. He drifted down toward the mountains, thinking, Maybe I’m just not meant to have friends. (Dub) 1 : We Can't Make Any Friends

Once there was a little cloud named Dub. While most clouds in the sky liked to bunch together into big, fluffy blankets, Dub was a bit different—he was a bright, neon-purple mist. The big clouds looked at him and shuddered